I can't seem to forget him.
Relationship woes.
Now that's something new, you'd think.
For her it was definitely out of the blue.
She wished for her special someone to come around real soon.
She kept looking at every person that passed her.
Even in a crowded area.
Lucky for her she found him.
In the most unusual of circumstances but still she did.
She had the most amazing times with him.
Those times were not many but then love has never been enough.
She waited for him at her doorsteps, kept a vigil of his approaching.
Gave all her rest a priority second to him.
She made herself believe he was the one. She fell in love.
She was happy. Yet sad.
It was not time ripe enough to love someone yet.
She was hardly secure.
Not sure of who she really was, what she wanted.
Then how could she give him her best?
She started drifting away from him.
She made herself do that. On purpose.
He didn't have an idea. He checked on her.
Had repeated disapproval. He started waning away.
He tried his best or so he thought.
Life gave an option to know himself better, make a better life for him.
He chose it. He chose life over her.
She chose life over him.
They went their ways.
Like two coasts of a river running parallel, together yet without.
Even at the end, they are on their own.
And so were they. Him and her.
Meant for each other. Yet separate.
Now that's something new, you'd think.
For her it was definitely out of the blue.
She wished for her special someone to come around real soon.
She kept looking at every person that passed her.
Even in a crowded area.
Lucky for her she found him.
In the most unusual of circumstances but still she did.
She had the most amazing times with him.
Those times were not many but then love has never been enough.
She waited for him at her doorsteps, kept a vigil of his approaching.
Gave all her rest a priority second to him.
She made herself believe he was the one. She fell in love.
She was happy. Yet sad.
It was not time ripe enough to love someone yet.
She was hardly secure.
Not sure of who she really was, what she wanted.
Then how could she give him her best?
She started drifting away from him.
She made herself do that. On purpose.
He didn't have an idea. He checked on her.
Had repeated disapproval. He started waning away.
He tried his best or so he thought.
Life gave an option to know himself better, make a better life for him.
He chose it. He chose life over her.
She chose life over him.
They went their ways.
Like two coasts of a river running parallel, together yet without.
Even at the end, they are on their own.
And so were they. Him and her.
Meant for each other. Yet separate.
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